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If there was one thing John Winchester prided himself on as a parent, it was his ability to carry both his children at the same time. He never imagined using that talent like this.
It was back. Whatever thing crept into their room at Mike's house, that invisible presence of malice, it was here. As John washed Jacob's blood off a chill had tremored up his spine.
Both girls were still asleep. Bitter wind sought to nip and grab at them as John rushed to the Impala. Backed in after arriving at the motel, it hadn't moved for a few days, watching over the girls whenever John briefly left to add to their dwindling food supply. It stayed there when Jacob came, looking for the girls. It stayed when he left with John to the cemetery where that—that thing tore holes in Jacob that John hadn't seen the likes of since Vietnam. The cold clung to John's sleeves, damp from trying to rinse out Jacob's blood.
John opened the back door of the Impala, fumbling with the handle. Deanna stirred in his arms, lifting a hand to rub at her eyes. John set her in the backseat first. Blinking bleary eyes at him, she rubbed her eyes again. Leaning across her, John tried to keep his voice level, to keep the panic out as he struggled to settle Sammy in her car seat. "Buckle your sister in." He didn't wait to see whether she did.
The feeling of being followed had disappeared while they'd been with Fletcher. Fletcher didn't think anything was following them, and John honestly felt Fletcher thought of them as an unnecessary burden. So they left. For a few weeks afterwards, they'd stayed in Des Moines. The holidays came and went. The Lawrence police officially declared the Winchester case closed, on Christmas of all days. As far as they were concerned, Mary Winchester died in an electrical fire and her grieving family left the city. So close, yet so far from the truth.
Now the thing was back.
All their personal belongings stayed in the car. Besides the children, only things that could be replaced came into the motel rooms. It was for that reason that as soon as the girls were in the car John didn't bother going back into the motel room, despite the bag of things still inside. John had his children, nothing else mattered.
Key already in the ignition, John slammed the car door and turned the key. A flash of light in the side mirror caught his eye. Not a flash of light, a flash of color, of yellow. John's blood stilled, panic flaring. A dark figure moved towards them in the open door of the motel room, the door John knew closed behind them. A silhouette in the shadows with spots of yellow where John imagined the eyes should be.
Jacob's last words rang in John's ears. 'Yellow eyed.'
John smashed his foot on the accelerator, the Impala lurching forward as the figure in the motel room did the same. He saw, or rather got the impression of a hand reaching forward as if to grab them. The Impala flew off the curb and landed with a screech of tires on the small town road. Sammy woke up crying, but John didn't dare let his foot off the gas pedal. He didn't know where he was going. He just knew that he had to run, to get as far from that thing as he possibly could. To get his children as far from it as he possibly could. Snowflakes whipped by in the Impala's headlights, sticking to the car in a vain effort to slow it down.
Just a quick note: Jacob Campbell is a character featured in the 'John Winchester's Journal' and the Rising Son (?) comics, and he's left very vague. In the comic at least, Dean calls him "Uncle Jacob", indicating that he's Mary's brother. However, this isn't made clear, and it's confusing. He's either Mary's brother or her uncle. Neither of these sources are strictly canon, however, and he's never mentioned in the show-unless he's the uncle that paid for Mary's gravestone. Like I said, very unclear. However, i've decided to use him, and I'm working under the assumption he's her brother. Hope that cleared things up a bit.
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